Ilinous woke up, startled. It was that dream. The same dream over and over again. So clear that she can remember every part of it.
A grenade landed somewhere close, and caused the dirt to shower over her. She squealed in surprised and horror, and darted under her mother’s wings who quickly covered her.
Ilinous shuddered at the memory. The dream… it was so real… and it reminded her of her life every time. She hated it. She hated every bit of it.
‘Pew pew pew!’
Rifles and machine guns shot at each other. Little Ilinous was terrified. She clung tightly onto her mother, who didn’t seem to know where to go, but continued walking. Her father led them, into the woods to get out of the war zone clearing debrees that was fallen on their way to let them through.
Ilinous felt heat on her back, although there was no heat there. She knew it was nothing, but she couldn’t help but sink lower into her bed.
suddenly, fire started to spread. It was there before, but it didn’t spread as much. Suddenely, there were fire everywhere, surrounding them. Her father yelled in surprise, and her mother panicked a bit. Little Ilinous clung even more tightly to her mother.
Ilinous felt liquid on her back. She knew there would be nothing, but nevertheless, touched her back. Of course, there was nothing.
Her mother screamed. One of the burning trees’ branches had fallen off and pierced her wing. It didn’t go all the way through, but it still was inches away from piercing Ilinous. The branch was still burning, and her mother kept screaming from the pain. Her father ran over to them in alarm, and her mother pushed Ilinous away to her father. Her father got hold of her, and safely took her beneath his wings. Then she reached out for his mate’s pierced wing, which was now dripping blood and turning black from the fire.
Ilinous felt a sudden rush of heat.
But just when her father was about to pull her mother out, a cracking noise was heard, and both looked at the source. The tree that the branch came from was cracking, and more pieces started to fall. They pierced both her mother and father.
Ilinous felt her heart thumping.
She saw her mother getting pierced by more burning tree pieces, and heard her father groaning as he too got pierced, but kept the pain down and tried to help her mother.
Ilinous got up and walked over to the window. She won’t be getting any sleep tonight.
Just when her father was stretching a claw over to her mother to pull her out, a piece of burning wood fell and pierced her father’s paw. But her father didn’t even groan. He instead extended another paw to his mate and pulled her out of the chaos. Her mother had multiple pieces of wood sticking out of her, and had blood dripping on the ground. Little Ilinous cried and cried. She ran over to her mother and hugged her. She whispered ‘Please don’t die.’ countless times. And when her mother finally got her strength back, little Ilinous looked over to her father.
Ilinous felt a chill run down her spine. She shuddered at the memory/dream.
Her father was impaled with countless burning sticks. He had blood running down the side of his mouth, and was coughing blood out. But he had a faint smile on his face, which confused her. Her mother looked at her father, and cried out in surprise and fear. Her father said something soothing to his mate to calm her down, but it didn’t work well. Ilinous’s father gave up and turned to Ilinous. He smiled at her. Ilinous felt fear. She didn’t know what kind of fear it was, probably fear for her father’s life, and she ran over to him and hugged him. ‘Please don’t die.’ she pleaded. ‘Please don’t.’ Her father looked at her with saddened eyes, but his mouth still had a smile on it. ‘Ilinous, my daughter.’ he said. ‘Be strong. Be strong for your mother. Be strong for yourself. Be strong for me.’ And with that, her father fell to his side, sides heaving, slowly going unconscious.
Ilinous felt her heart tighten. It was that moment again. She let in a deep breath and let it out. She had to calm down. She had to.
Her mother rushed to her father’s side with a startled cry. She talked to him, she pushed him, she hit him. But her father won’t get up. He said some words to her mother, but his mother shook her head. Every time her father said something, her mother shook her head in denial. She tried to push him on his feet, but for some reason, her father just couldn’t get up. Then finally, her father looked at her one last time. The light in his eyes were fading. ‘I love you, Ilinous.’ he said. Then he turned to her mother and said the same thing. By now, her mother was crying, and shook her head rapidly, saying he couldn’t die. But little Ilinous saw the light in her father’s eyes fading. And soon, his side stopped heaving, and the light in his eyes faded completely. Blood slowly rand down his back where the sticks had impaled him. There was no sign of his life anymore. Little Ilinous nudged her father to wake up. She wanted to believe that he was only asleep. She wanted to. Her mother let out a painful cry of devastation, and cried and called for her father. But her father didn’t move. Nothing of her father moved.
Ilinous felt her heart beat rapidly, and her breath tightening to the point where she had to force herself to breathe.
Her father was dead.
The door of her room opened, and her mother came in. She had at least survived, though having to go through multiple major operations. She didn’t say anything till Ilinous had calmed down. She just walked up to her, and embraced her in a tight hug. After she had calmed down, her mother spoke to her. ‘You’re a fine little dragoness, Ilinous. Your father will be proud of you. He’s always up there, you know, watching you. Don’t be sad, my dear. Don’t be sad.’
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